Weird

It's weird to have my back turned for what seems like 2 seconds, only to turn around and see Sam, sitting in the BIG recliner (of which i had previously only seen him struggle to get into), with a book opened on his lap and him "reading" to himself. All he needed were some half-glasses and a newspaper and i would have expected him to look out from above the rims to say "what's that, love?"
Brother. Next time i turn my back and turn around again, he just might be 15.